Dear Angela..
Dear Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight. Dear Angela… Her beauty had lessen with time.The circle of… Continue reading
Daily Archive: September 24, 2024
A December morning.. And a beautiful Alexia Evellyn song.
December morning… The days of December are here. Kind earth is resting and we must become Winter people. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers. He must entice the… Continue reading
With you…
With you.. I saw the four corners of the world seeking perfect place, I wanted to observe the rare views of a lucky life, I stood in the clouds upon the giant mountains,… Continue reading
She is free…
She is free —————————————————————————————– She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading
Empty spaces…
Empty spaces.. Once I was dancing, rambling, drinking and free man. I was seeking the good death. Wanted to test my mind, I wanted to test my body. I wanted to understand war,… Continue reading
Love words…
Love words.. …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
Please tell me, how you lived…
Please tell me, how you lived? The old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves,… Continue reading
Traveling and rambling man..
Traveling and rambling man… Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking Long Islands ice teas and accepted his time and place. He knew, you decide your… Continue reading
Did I ever love you?
Did I ever love you? Dying,lying,needing,bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth and tale,love is… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind place. Maybe?
A safe place, a kind face. Maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading